Chapter 13: The Dam Breaks

Stephanie reminded Brett of their bet as her car pulled up to Platinum Blondes. Brett couldn’t help but snicker to himself as they entered the club. “Debbie wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this. Oh well, looks like I just might have some fun tonight after all.”

Carlos couldn’t help licking his lips as he watched the threesome enter the club. As they approached him he was taken aback by the beautiful brunette attached to Brett’s arm. Stephanie’s long brown hair was let down and looking great. The tight shirt she was wearing contoured the delectable form of her 35C chest like a second skin, and Carlos thought the short skirt she was wearing should be illegal. “Damn, those long legs go on forever. Shit, I’ve got to get me a piece of that ass. I wonder if Amber can hook me up?””

Carlos greeted them as they looked for any empty table. “Welcome to Platinum Blondes. We are sure that you will enjoy yourself tonight. You are just in time to catch our most special show. Can I show you to a VIP table that will afford you a perfect view of tonight’s festivities?”

Brett didn’t notice the knowing wink exchanged between Stephanie and Carlos as he directed them upstairs to the VIP area. His focus was on Amber’s hand, which was gently rubbing his ass through his pants. He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t loose his erection, or why he felt so incredibly horny.

Sensing her uncle’s interest, Amber leaned over and playfully whispered in his ear, “You are going to have a great time tonight. Just relax and enjoy yourself. Tonight you are our date, but we do expect you to still behave yourself.”

Brett couldn’t help feeling like a lucky man as he walked into the club with his two sexy teenage nieces. He lustfully admired Amber’s gorgeous features as they made their way around the club. Gazing down he noticed the twin globes of her taut, round bottom that were just barely covered by the shortest of micro-mini skirts. The skirt was extremely short and showed off her silky-smooth long legs with no need for pantyhose. Amber caught him admiring her backside and looked over her shoulder at him and smiled seductively, “You like?” Brett felt his cock twitch as he looked into his niece’s piercing blue eyes.

As Brett’s attention was drawn to his younger niece, Stephanie and Carlos quietly confirmed their plans for the evening as he continued to devour her with his stare. “I hope you’re happy with this table. It is the best in the house.” Carlos offered as he led them to a table that overlooked the entire downstairs. Stephanie was pleased to notice that the stage lights hung off the balcony immediately in front of their table. This would ensure that they would remain hidden from anyone on the stage.

Stephanie and Amber gave each other a knowing smile as they made themselves comfortable and waited for the show to begin. Before the first song ended, Stephanie excused herself and headed downstairs. Amber took the opportunity to press her body up against her uncle’s and slowly and subtly started to grind against him.

A devilish grin escaped her lips as she felt his arousal pressing against her skirt. She reached down under the table and started to rub his cock through his jeans as they listened to the loud music pumping through the club. Brett wanted so badly to reach under his tempting niece’s short skirt and finger her little pussy, but he was too scared of this teenage Lolita to act on his urges. Not being able to touch her in the carnal manner that he really wanted to was agonizing for him.

Sensing that she had her prey exactly were she wanted him, Amber slowly ran her hands up her body until they rested on her perky tits and she started to sensuously play with her nipples through her skimpy top. Brett couldn’t take his eyes off this brazen vixen that had him completely mesmerized.

Amber slowly withdrew her hands from her engorged nipples and slipped a hand down into Brett’s lap. She massaged his thigh and worked her way up toward the noticeable bulge in his jeans. She cupped his cock through his pants and seductively licked her lips. She then lowered her head into his lap and ran her lips and her cheek over his jeans while squeezing his cock. She was being such a tease and it was driving Brett completely mad. At this moment he thought that he would actually trade his soul to the devil if she would only take his cock in her alluring mouth.

Debbie’s head was spinning. This was really happening, she was going to have to strip again and God knows what else her twisted nieces had in store for her. She listened closely for the music to end and stepped up to the back of the stage. As the music started, Debbie decided she couldn’t go through with it and turned to leave. At the foot of the stairs stood Carlos and Stephanie. Debbie’s choices were limited to dancing or being punished, so she approached the curtains and started swaying to the music.

Mortified, Debbie took a deep breath and opened the curtains before slowly walking onto the stage. She could hear men in the audience whistling and making disgusting comments. However, the bright stage lights made it difficult for her to see further back than the first two or three rows. Debbie thought that was an advantage as the music started. She began to move slowly, running her hands over her breasts and shoving her ass outwards toward the crowd. Her gyrations continued as the music played.

As the MC introduced the next act, Amber instructed he toy to watch the show. Brett and Amber applauded politely as the next stripper took the stage. Amber saw Debbie first and turned to watch the look on Brett’s face. “This should be totally awesome!”

Brett watched as a stripper dressed like a naughty schoolgirl tentatively parted the curtains and started to slowly grind her hips in time to the loud rock music. Brett laughed to himself as he noticed the pigtails prominently displayed on either side of her head. “Very cliche, but boy does it work on her. Look at how crazy the crowd is getting and she hasn’t even started her act yet.”

Brett couldn’t help but notice that the sheer white blouse that was tied just below her ample cleavage did little to hide the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. And the short pleated skirt, if you could call it that, didn’t even cover her white cotton panties, which were visible to Brett’s prying eyes way up in the balcony, as she sashayed across the stage.

As the naughty schoolgirl took her place center stage, Brett’s eyes drifted from her booming body to her heavily made up face. His eyes bugged out and his mouth dropped open in shock as he realized that this stripper that had captivated the sexual imagination of every person in the building was his sweet innocent wife Debbie. “This is so unlike my wife. She has always been shy with her body. I have tried for years to get her to wear sexier clothes, skimpier bathing suits. But her reply always was that she was a wife and mother, and did not want to dress like a tramp. I guess she has decided to change that now, but why?”

Flabbergasted, his mouth was now hanging open as he watched his wife put on a show like a professional whore. “I wanted to scream, but was helpless. What was going on here? Why was she doing this? What else has she been keeping from me?” Brett wondered to himself as Amber started to teasingly rub his cock through his jeans as Debbie continued to dance unaware that her husband was watching her betrayal.

“The sound of my platform heels as I made my way to the center of the stage made every head in the bar turn. Just beyond the curtains, I stopped. My thighs quivered and my nipples hardened, feeling as if they would poke through the thin material as I looked at the men in the audience undressing me with their eyes. My heart fluttered and my throat became dry. I knew what I had to do next, but instead of feeling panicky or frightened, as any proper housewife would have, instead I felt a strange sense of eagerness.”

Debbie could hear whoops and cheers as she made her first slide around the ever-present pole on stage. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine that she was at home, stripping privately for her husband. She spread her legs as she straddled the pole and slid slowly first down and then back up, showing the thin white fabric of her panties as they rubbed up against the pole.

The crowd would never guess that the naughty schoolgirl who was humping and gyrating up and down the pole was actually having one of the worse times of her life. For her dancing in front of a room full of horny strangers was one of the most degrading things she had ever done. They would never guess that her mind was actually a million miles away, because even though she hadn’t been doing it long, she was becoming very good at it.

After a few minutes she stood still in the middle of the stage, watching the audience. Even though she couldn’t see her mistresses in the crowd she knew they were watching. She knew that if she let them down, she was in for a world of hurt. Determined to see this through, she slowly began to untie her blouse as she danced closer to the edge of the stage. The crowd began to chant “off, off, off”. She untied the front while showing just a little shoulder before ripping it off and letting it fall to the ground as she covered her breasts with both hands.

David could not believe his luck as he looked out at the stripper as she worked the crowd. He had always had a thing for ‘older’ women, but she was a dream come true. Her hair was swept up into two pigtails revealing her slender neck, which he would be nibbling on shortly. Her eyes were a smoldering hazel and fiery and shown against platinum blonde pigtails. For an older woman, she kept herself in fantastic shape.

She had fresh, soft features that made her face look much younger than her years, almost girlish; yet her figure was alluring and womanly with high firm breasts that strained against the encasement of her tight blouse. Her stomach was flat and tight, and her skin glowed with an almost perpetual tan. Yes, he was going to enjoy tonight, very much!

Debbie was forcing herself to get into her role and found she was starting to enjoy the lewd comments from the men. She slowly took her hands down revealing her 36D tits to the crowd. Leaning forward she shimmied her shoulders and the crowd went wild with the sight of her shaking breasts. Debbie heard the applause and felt her nipples tingle and wondered why.

“I tried desperately to understand my contradictory feelings as I straddled the pole at center stage. Then, as I looked out to the audience, their faces aglow with twinkling eyes and smiling lips, I knew. My eagerness was to show my mistresses that I wouldn’t let them down again. I just couldn’t possibly take another ‘training session’ with Mistress Amber without completely going insane.”

“I felt a flame ignited in my pussy, slowly spreading outward and upward until my breasts too felt as if they were aflame. As it grew hotter and larger, I moaned in wanton lustful passion as I watched my audience shifting in their seats as they tried to get a better look at me while I danced for them.”

Trying to tease her audience, she slid her hands across her stomach to her breasts, taking one in each hand and rolled and pinched the nipples whilst sashaying across the front of the stage. Her nipples were still hard and engorged a stunning sight. As she showed the men her tits, the applause was deafening and Debbie’s confidence soared as she let her magnificent breasts hang down just out of reach of the men in the front row.

Debbie’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of her short pleated skirt, slowly pushing the tight clinging material of the skirt higher on her hips. As her fingers continued pushing the material teasingly higher until it was about her waist, finally revealing her stark white cotton panties to the hungry eyes of all who watched the once shy housewife degrade herself.

As she moved her hips in a circular motion, she pushed her skimpy skirt off allowing it to float to the floor. Debbie further teased the men by parading and strutting around the stage in nothing but her white cotton panties while her pigtails twirled around wildly. She finally stopped at the center edge of the stage and turned around, her lovely backside towards the audience. She was determined to avoid the sting of her mistress’ whip.

Slowly she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her cotton panties and keeping her back towards the audience, she parted her legs a little and started to slide her panties, very slowly down her curvaceous legs, bending forward as she did so until finally she stepped out of them. Her ass was perfect, a peach that looked good enough to bite and many of the men in the audience had to be put back into their seats by the bouncers who were certainly distracted themselves.

Turning around she spread her legs, slid one finger into her mouth and then sucked it like a lollipop. She then slid her wet finger down her body and as the crowd held their breath, she slipped one finger down to play with her clit. She arched her back, throwing her head back and continued to grind her hips in time with the pounding music.

Brett was awestruck; he couldn’t believe how much he’d give to be able to fuck his wife, to hear her plead for his cock, to tease her until she could take it no more. What perfect breasts she had, and legs that seemed to go on forever, how much he wanted to have those legs wrapped around his waist, to pull on her little pigtails as he fucked her from behind. However, his lustful thoughts quickly turned to self-doubt and anger.

“I’d had trouble comprehending Debbie’s actions with Malcolm the other night. I tried to convince myself that what she was doing she was doing for me. But what I am witnessing now as she willingly, no eagerly, exposes her body like a cheap whore defies understanding. She is definitely not doing THIS for me.”

“Stupid! That’s exactly what I am. I wonder how long has she been fooling around on me? She acts so prim and proper around me and then goes out and whores herself out to whoever shoves the most money in her g-string. Fuck me, I’m an absolute idiot.”

Slowly a man emerged from the back of the stage, walking barefoot and bare chested up behind the beautiful housewife who was dancing and showing off her curvy body. When he finally got up behind her he took her by the waist and pulled her up tight against him, his already hard cock pushing through his pants against her bare ass. Debbie immediately felt panic in the pit of her stomach. He whispered in her ear, “You’re all mine now baby. Amber wants you to fuck me real good. She said that the beating you took today would feel like a love tap compared to what it will feel like if you embarrass her tonight.”

Debbie took in a sharp breath as she felt this strange man’s arms wrap around her bare midriff. Fear momentarily paralyzed her. She wasn’t sure if it was fear of being with this strange man, or fear of what would happen if she disappointed her mistresses. All she knew was that she was absolutely terrified at this moment.

“Stephanie and Amber are watching you right now along with all these horny men. Look out there. Can you see how badly they want you? But they can’t have you, your mine, my bitch, and my slut. Are you going to show all these men what a hungry slut you really are?” The strange man menacingly whispered into Debbie’s ear as he ran his hands up the side of her waist until they came to rest just below the crest of her heaving flesh melons.

Resigned to her fate, Debbie softly replied, “Take me now.” Her answer perplexed the male dancer as he expected a little more fight but he wasn’t one to tempt fate. Debbie continued her dance in front of him, until his firm cock pressed against her ass. He couldn’t help marveling at the naked body gyrating in front of him. “God she is beautiful, and so damn hot. If she’s half the slut that the girls say she is, she is going to be a world class piece of ass.”

Amber leaned into her mystified uncle’s ear while she continued to lightly stroke his raging hard-on through his jeans. She noted to herself that the Viagra had definitely down its job because her uncle felt like he had a steel pole dangling between his legs. With a shit-eating grin on her innocent face she cruelly whispered into his ear, “Look’s like your wife is quite the slut Uncle Brett. She looks like she wants to fuck every man in here, many times over. Well, who knows, maybe she has already for all you know.” She continued to torment Brett with descriptions of how badly her aunt wanted to fuck a ‘real’ man and about how wet her little cunt became as they fucked her married pussy.

Brett tried to blot out Amber’s words as he looked toward where Debbie stood still swaying her hips back and forth as the young male dancer held her from behind. His mind wanted to scream, but only garbled noises slipped from his parched throat. “Part of me feared what I knew was going to happen next, and another part was strangely aroused by it.”

Still holding Debbie around the waist with one arm David slid his other hand down her front until his middle fingers lay over her shaved pussy mound. Prepared to accept the challenge that lay before her by her demonic nieces, Debbie leisurely parted her legs and again spurred on by the crowd gyrated her hips back against her new unseen lover. He slid his hand further down, playing with her clit a little, hearing her moan, knowing only he could hear her and those moans were because of him.

The handsome male dancer played with her clit pressing harder and harder, the music turned down a little so the crowd of horny men could hear her moans and her gasps. Moving his arm from her waist he ran his hand down the back of her left leg to the back of her knee and lifted it gently, giving the audience a better view of her pussy as his fingers playing with her sopping wet hole. Holding her firm, he brought her to the edge of reason, hearing her scream out when he stopped her just short of the release she so desperately craved.

As she whipped her head around begging for him to continue, she nearly swooned when she took in the sight of him. Everything about the huge young man was appealing to her, his warm smile first, then the incredible eyes that seemed to pierce right into her heart. Built like a granite statue, his massive shoulders, arms, and chest tapered down to a flat, hard stomach ripped with solid muscle. His powerful legs looked like tree trunks supporting his solid frame and Debbie couldn’t help but wonder about what was hidden in his pants.

David was using all of his willpower to keep from moving to quickly with Debbie. The tasty little housewife was obviously nervous about being with him, but he could also tell that her fuse had been lit and she only needed some artful persuasion to give herself over to his powerful male allure and to her own need. He knew she was fascinated with his erect cock towering right next to her; although she pretended to not notice it, he could see her looking at the tent in his pants from the corner of her eye.

Amber removed her hand from her uncle’s lap as she watched him staring at the stage in complete awe. Brett sat in awe unable to control the thoughts filling his mind. “I watched as my wife began to moan and trash slightly while the young dancer massaged her pussy. I could see him spread her lips apart and apply her seeping liquid all over the outside of her inviting sex and then watched as he slid his fingers in and out of her pushing his fingers deeper and deeper into her. My normally shy wife actually groaned and pumped back against him.”

Debbie’s heart was pounding inside her chest and she was having trouble catching her breath. She watched as the handsome young man lifted her delicate foot and then starting at her ankle he began to kiss and lick his way up her leg until he reached her tender inner thigh, just inches away from her soft, wet opening. Debbie could feel her own warm juices flowing down her thighs as he worked ever closer and closer to her hidden treasure.

No longer able to contain himself, David pressed her tender thighs apart and lowered his greedy mouth to her steamy opening. Debbie’s eyes flew open when she felt him taste her there. Tossing her pigtails from side to side, she panted and groaned as her lover lapped and swirled his tongue into the tight slit of her pussy while her hips pumped rhythmically against his hungry mouth. Electric shocks jolted through Debbie’s small body as the young man continued to plunge his tongue in and out of her drenched pussy. He had been so smooth in his conquest. Before she even realized what was happening, he had first traced the lips of her opening between her legs, then his tongue slipped inside to sample her sweet nectar. Fireworks went off in her head when his tongue went straight for her erect little clitoris, which he teased and stroked until she cried out in pleasure.

It was almost more than Debbie could stand. Her nerve endings were already raw and overheated. She could feel her nipples swelling and pulsating begging to be sucked. She kept squeezing her thighs together in an effort to quench the burning sensations between her legs.

“Oh, Gawd ... Unnnngggghhhh!!!!” Debbie cried out helplessly. Her small body bucked and jerked out of control while the mysterious man held her tight against his mouth with his strong hands. Her legs flew out wide, kicking and flailing until they at last hooked around his broad shoulders. Immediately she felt the first shuddering waves of climax building; she knew she was lost and gave up to it.

Sensing Debbie’s impending orgasm, David quickly pulled his mouth away turning the quivering housewife in his arms. David whispered to her, “Time for you to taste me before your cunt becomes mine.” Debbie was frustrated beyond belief. She had been so incredibly close to FINALLY achieving the release that she so desperately craved. However, she understood his instruction and seductively slid down his body, exposing her ass beautifully to her audience as she did until her mouth was in front of his extremely thick and hard cock.

“I had no idea that a man could be this long and thick...” Debbie’s voice sounded almost like a little girl’s to David. Actually, she looked like a little girl next to his giant frame.

“It’s OK,” he told her softly. “Go ahead, touch it. I know you want to. I want to feel you touch me too.”

She did want to touch him, desperately. She had to know what the smooth skin felt like in her hand. She was drawn to it like a magnet, so hard and thick with rigid veins everywhere and the deep purple helmet looking fierce and menacing. Yes, she had to touch it she decided. She cautiously reached out and lightly ran her fingertips over the velvety smoothness of it, feeling the ridges and the swollen tissue; it was so warm, almost hot to the touch, and it jumped and twitched slightly in her small hand.

“Damn,” he moaned. “You’re touch feels like heaven.” She smiled shyly and grew bolder with his encouragement. Grasping him more firmly, she tried to encircle his entire girth, but her tiny fingers could not completely close around him. As she started to rub and milk him slowly, he decided it was time to get in the game too.

David had an incredible view of that creamy cleavage he had been admiring since he saw her standing on stage in her schoolgirl outfit. Although she was a petite woman, he could tell she had amazing breasts. He wasted no time in brushing his large hand up her side, lightly feeling the ridges of her rib cage, until he found the plump firmness of her tit flesh straining against his firm grip. Her sensitive nipples were erect and poking out for attention and he could easily feel the hard little points scraping against the smooth skin of his palms as he cupped and kneaded her.